The Judgment Of The World Stands Upon

Either I Will Find A Way, Or I Will Make One.

A Dull Head Thinks Of No Better Way To Show Himself Wise, Than By Suspecting Everything In His Way.

Every Present Occasion Will Catch The Senses Of The Vain Man; And With That Bridle And Saddle You May Ride Him.

...the Poet, He Nothing Affirmeth, And Therefore Never Lieth.

Shallow Brooks Murmur Most, Deep And Silent Slide Away.